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| His & Hers |
We had our first real kiss this weekend. Afterward, he
asked if he could post a Yelp review about it. I laughed until my cheeks
hurt, but made sure to ask how many stars he'd give me. He held up five
fingers. I held up four for him, and we laughed some more and kissed
again.
We have a lot of differences, particularly in how we were
raised and how we view the world, our life experiences, and our age, but one
thing we definitely have in common is our sense of humor. He thanked me the
night before for accepting his silliness. And he laughs at my sarcasm. I am
happy that he gets that part of me.
There are other parts though, that are worrisome. I may
write about them later. I feel that maybe I should not think about those parts
this soon. But then, maybe I should. Infatuation can make a sista overlook red
flags, and I am too old to be naïve. Love rarely conquers all when you aren’t a
character in a Disney movie, so I want to be realistic and make smart decisions
with any man that enters my life who expresses interest in staying there.
